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1. Not a day for photographs, but I managed to catch these gosling's as Mum stood up and revealed them.
We completed twelve miles and twenty-seven locks From Droylesden, down through Manchester, onto the Bridgewater Canal yesterday. On leaving Manchester we turned west onto the Leigh Branch of the Bridgewater Canal and are now moored just west of Worsley.
Both of us are bruised and a little pain weary, as I slipped on the pontoon decking at Droylesden on Friday, skinning my shin and twisting a knee, while yesterday Ginny slipped down some stone lock steps and fell onto her left armpit which has left her uncomfortably bruised too. So we're taking things easy for now.
The incessant rain didn't help either as everything was very slick underfoot on the lock stonework and cobbles. Not helped by goose droppings, algae and wet moss. I can't believe we both came a cropper as we're used to it and always take the utmost care, but hey, it could have been worse. Bring back proper lock keepers I say!
The propeller also became badly fouled approaching a lock, which took all the steerage away. That allowed the bywash to suck the boat towards it until I got over 2000 revs up to even begin to enable the propellor to give me some way astern, but not enough to stop the bow fender bouncing us off the lock stonework. Fortunately it only took half-an-hour down the weed hatch to remove the assorted debris of a zippered dress, plastic, baling tape and a tyre inner tube. Fortunately no real damage done to wilvir.
Eating lunch at the tiller as we came out of Manchester, my chicken role turned to mush faster than I could eat it and Ginny absent mindedly drunk half a glass of rainwater.
10th Apr 2012, 13:20
1. Day three (three coats of Dacrylate later).
2. Day four (paint curing and tinkering day).
3. After eight years the steelwork is unblemished by corrosion or electrolytic pitting.
4. Plenty of elbow room.
The past two weeks have passed far two quickly for my liking.
However we completed what we set out to do during a planned five day layover in Portland Basin Marina Dry-Dock last week. We left on Friday to spend Easter weekend in Droylesden Marina.
With everything shipshape once again we're making an early start at dawn tomorrow (bank holiday Monday), to work down the eighteen locks of the Aston flight into Manchester's Ducie Street Junction, and then on down the Rochdale nine through Manchester. So a long day ahead of us. We hope to make Worsley on the Leigh Branch of the Bridgewater Canal by late Monday afternoon.
8th Apr 2012, 18:36
I was sat on the bow idly picking the strings of my acoustic guitar when this Bumble Bee decided to add his own accompaniment by landing on it.
I was also paid a few compliments by passing walkers as they caught the strains of my own take on a few Led Zeppelin, U2 or Pink Floyd numbers played as instrumentals.
There's nothing like the honest sound of an open-air acoustic guitar instrumental, even played by someone like me who is self taught and far from perfect. Great fun and a great days practice. Perfect weather too!
24th Mar 2012, 17:30
Gunner looking a little damp, but no less appealing on our return from his late afternoon swim and our exploration of the wooded river bank.
22nd Mar 2012, 22:50
20th Mar 2012, 15:27
1. Gunner, out!
2. Funghi art.
3. A mossy wall.
4. Decaying farm buildings.
6. Goyt mist.
20th Mar 2012, 15:23
When they've flowered tuck in!
20th Mar 2012, 15:09
1. Mouse emerging from the trunk of a tree.
4. Beech nut.
5. Commemorative seat.
These little and not so little gems are scattered in and around the grounds of Chadwick Chapel.
20th Mar 2012, 15:07